Lin Haotian could feel that the mysterious demonic power was at work.

It’s hard to imagine what kind of demon can have such demonic power...

Lin Haotian can only pray that his senior can hear his voice. He alone cannot save Tianhai and the people of Dajing.

Because Jiang Changsheng has a good impression of Tianhai and Dajing, he hopes that Tianhai and Dajing can survive this disaster even if he has not seen them before.

Lin Haotian looked gloomy as he watched the tsunami get closer and closer to the islands ahead.

He saw countless people running around on the island, and there were also powerful martial artists flying away carrying a mortal, but how many people could they take away?

"That's all."

Lin Haotian gritted his teeth, jumped up, turned into a black light and galloped away, quickly surpassing the tsunami.

He landed in front of the archipelago and turned to face the shocking tsunami coming from the distance. He clenched his hands into fists and began to gather momentum.

"Stop blocking it. You can't block it. Run away!"

An old man's exclamation came from behind. The old man was also in the Qiankun realm, but he had extraordinary knowledge. Such a huge wave was definitely not a natural disaster, but must have been caused by a demon. How strong could a demon be that could cause such a huge wave?

When Lin Haotian heard what the other party said, a smile appeared on his face.

He had been to many places, but most of them were indifferent. The words from the Tianhai Warrior made him more determined.

No matter what, he wants to try it!

Lin Haotian took a deep breath, his eyes were sharp, and he murmured: "Compared to the billions of monsters on the ancient battlefield, what does this mean?"

"It's really nothing, but you don't have to work hard."

A familiar voice came, and Lin Haotian thought he was hallucinating. However, his peripheral vision was attracted by the bright light. He subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a figure walking beside him.

This man is wearing a divine Taoist robe, with a purple silk tied around his waist, a purple gourd in his pin, and a sword. He holds a fly whisk in his hand, and a small sun is suspended behind his head, emitting dazzling light and covering his eyes.

His face, even if Lin Haotian was standing nearby, he couldn't get a glimpse of his true appearance.
Chapter completed!